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Lions Roar : March 2014
“When you feel bad, let it be your link to others’ suffering. When you feel good, let it be your link with others’ joy.” — PEMA CHÖDRÖN another pause. Then again, breathing in.” But don’t imagine that just because we’re focusing on our breath that everything else will go blank and our senses will close down. The breath is simply what we keep bringing the mind back to. “The mind will get lost because it’s habituated to escaping the present moment,” Elizabeth explains. “So when you start getting lost in the activity of the mind, or when you see yourself bracing against experience in some way, be joyful because you’ve noticed! Don’t be hard on yourself. You get lost and you keep coming back—this is what’s supposed to happen.” According to Elizabeth, the key to sha- matha practice is to approach it with a bit of fierceness—not aggressive fierceness, but the fierceness of true commitment. Shamatha is a very basic practice, she says. Don’t, however, underestimate it. It’s extremely powerful. Elizabeth shares with us the story of a friend of hers who suffered abuse as a child. This woman ended up living on the streets and selling drugs to support her own habit. Then she got arrested and was sent to a high-security prison, where she got put into solitary confinement for a year and a half. One day, she was outside her cell for a brief break when she happened to meet a cook who worked in the prison kitchen. They talked for just a moment, but in that time he told her that if she didn’t learn to train her mind, she would go crazy in soli- tary confinement. “I don’t know how to meditate,” the prisoner told the cook. “I only know how to count and pace.” That’s fine, he coun- seled. Just focus on that. And so she did. For a year and half, she could only walk seven steps in each direction, but count- ing and pacing was her calm abiding meditation. Today, says Elizabeth, “She’s organized and beautiful and caring and has a good relationship to her world.” “In the Buddhist tradition,” Elizabeth explains, “we say that the untamed mind is like a limbless blind person trying to PHOTOBYMATMCDERMOTT